Wednesday, August 31, 2016

Flashing as a Way of Living

It amazes me that I can walk down the street on any morning of the week wearing a mesh athletic pants (liner removed) and never get a stare. I've been getting a little more daring but still most people are just oblivious. I know when I am out walking or going somewhere, my eyes are constantly on the 'crotch watch' and looking at guys' butts. I guess that's is part of what makes me (I'm surely not alone here) work differently. Well, I sort of got a look for a guy in a passing car. He was working in the cemetery so saw him a minute later but he was not alone. I chickened out of strolling by -- he was busy. It's getting cooler so the mesh pants won't work too much longer.

I have been asked where I got these pants. I know several online underwear and sportswear stores
have them but those are more expensive and more see-thru than you might need. I found these at either Walmart or Kmart - but Sears or JCPenny, etc would have them - although more expensive. (US but I'm sure there are equivalent stores in the UK and Australia - I'm not sure about continental Europe, however, they are probably manufactured in China, so they're likely to be found anywhere. They are in men's athletic or sportswear section. Sometimes you can find a bargain price. Check the size of the mesh on the outer layer. Some have a very tiny mesh but these were a larger weave - allowing more visibility. If you can take out the lining only on the front of the pants - so that when heads turn the pants will look like ordinary ones. If you lucky enough to be noticed, then at least they can just wonder if they really saw your cock or just the illusion of it.

Being a closet flasher I enjoy wearing my mesh shorts or athletic pants (liner removed) outdoors. Amazingly however, I rarely get noticed -- even when I don't wear a long shirt that would cover up the fact that I'm freeballing and hanging loose. There are different sized mesh weaves so the amount of transparency varies on the garment and whether it's sunny or cloudy (amount of light) affects how see-thru they appear.

For the first time in a pretty long while, I actually did get noticed. I went out about 7 a.m. the other day wearing my long mesh pants to take a morning walk -- without my dog. Lately I've been taking the dog out and hour or so later than that. Along came
someone on a bicycle who I've seen in the neighborhood before but haven't for a long time. He's a gardener / landscaper who works at a nursery nearby.
I remember him because he's used come early to pick up the company truck parked in a lot across from where I live. He would arrive on his bicycle and then proceed to stand sideways out in front the parked vehicle and take a long piss (just about every morning). I had noticed this habit - not because I was spying on him - but I'd see him when I came out to get the paper, looked out the window, He was apparently not deliberately exposing himself -- at least from my viewpoint.

          Yet I always wondered if he were sort of doing it on purpose. If he's coming to work by
bicycle, his own place couldn't be that far away. For a year or so, his company uses a different parking lot for their vehicles so I've not seen him taking a morning piss. Well, that other morning, as he rode passed me on his bicycle his eyes centered in on my freeballing cock in these mesh pants which was just hanging partly below my shirt. He turned in from a side road and so his view of it was just a short glance, but he definitely reacted. Because he had earphones on, as was listening to music, he could not heard himself but I heard him mumbled just as he passed me 'goddamn! or something like that, doing a double take.

Somehow I don't think he was not as shocked as he was surprised -
maybe even delighted -- that there was somebody in his neighborhood he would do what he's been thinking about so long (his pissing in public was just his way of innocent flashing). So I now I think he might have been getting his own thrills as he 'innocently' pissed in public ever morning.
I know there are many -- if not most freeballers - who do wear no underwear for a lot different reasons than the thrill of accident exposure. But I think there might at least be a element of thrill of being seen for a good many -- even showing a VPL (visible penis line) through your pants/short that are NOT mesh must be appealing to some freeballers. Wearing mesh and semi-transparent or see-thru or ripped clothes with holes while freeballing is more further step along in that direction.
By the way, beside mesh pants/short does anybody get off wearing ripped jeans? I've got some old ones I cut off as short but they are full of holes in the crotch so somebody can get a look at skin and maybe more when I wearing them while freeballing.

On a morning walk in the cemetery a few days back, I pulled off my pants - always wear a loose fitting cargo pants and freeball. So it's easy to quickly do a bit of 'stealth flashing' -- I call it 'stealth' since I don't believe anybody is watching. It's just the fact that they might or could at any moment -- there are cars intermittently passing along a lane about 50 m behind me. I got excited and just seconds later starting jerking off until I cum.

Showing 'face' when your flashing or 'innocently' exposing yourself to strangers is actually less
risky than doing so on the Internet. I mean there are only a limited number of people who actually see you and many don't really 'see' you at all. Even if they do, they don't want to act on it (confront your personally or even call the police and press charges) and then they don't have 'proof' - just their word against your.

I was once arrested for lewd conduct charges (a felony in Mass). It happened while on vacation near Provincetown in 2005. It was a police who saw me -- although I was just 'pissing,' which I was, he claimed I was trying to flash
him (I was wearing a skimpy see-thru pair of shorts but he could not have seen that from the distance he was when he first noticed me). I was not convicted -- of course --the case was dismissed because it was a case of false arrest/police brutality / insufficient evidence / unlawful seizure of evidence (my camera), I obtain the services of a local lawyer who had experience with this particular police department. It seems they often made this kinds of arrest in order to discourage 'perverts' from coming into their community - -not Provincetown township but another one further down (south) the Cape.
But the whole trauma of the experience taught me some valuable lessons. For one, it made me
realize how vindictive and self-righteous some people are -- including well-meaning and hardworking police officers -- most of whom I have a great deal of respect for the dedication. But flashing on the net or letting your face get shown may have some risks that you cannot control or may not even realize until years later. Thanks, Toras, for being encouraging without be condescending. I have lived in communities where a Caucasian male (which I am ) is a rare minority , so it means I would have no trouble being picked out of a police line-up. Toronto has a very multi-ethnic community - there are about 800,000 people of Chinese origin alone live in great Toronto -- at least you can 'pass' for a local. I can't where I am living now - that's why I guess I went overboard last summer and was a little bit too careless while vacationing on Cape Cod.

I thought I blended in as to be unrecognizable. The other interesting phenomena and also could make flashing (exposing one's genitals and face) on the Internet somewhat riskier for people who define themselves as flashers, exhibitionists and exposers is 1) the tendency for the Christian right to categorize them as sex offenders -- the same as child rapists and baby killers, and 2) the new Internet technologies for tagging pics, passing data including pics and tags through RSS feeds even further around the globe, and geotagging - ties/links an Internet object (user, picture, file) to a specific geographic spot. I know this is off-topic , but it was my topic (Walking the Dog) in the first place so I doubt the moderator's will mind. I usually do a lot of thinking while I am 'walking the dog' which is both a metaphor for 'wagging the wiener', freeballing in the open air, airing out the family jewels. But it also is REALLY what I am doing -- taking my pet dog for his daily walks.

I also think about flashing both as my hobby and also about it repercussions and consequences too
- while I'm enjoying the solitude and occasional chance to peek-flash some guy (see separate, earlier posts for the narratives) Back the thesis -- We know there is tracking of what you purchase and even what you're interested in (sites that you have visited leave cookies that search engines can pick up and then display ads that are related to the types of sites (products) you've been visiting. Google does that big time. So it's not too big of a stretch to think that pics (or other data files or media objects), which you download or that you place on your website or public / private profile on some social network, or that you even look at briefly online, might leave discernible and followable traces.

I've got profiles all over the net and many pics with and without my face -- both under my real name and my various alias (sunbuns is not my 9-5 working world identity). Someday somebody is going to find a way (my conspiracy instinct says they already have) to collect these traces (tags) or at least connect them like dots. So they'll start selling the information (clandestinely of course) for ostensibly purposes of security and anti-criminal protection but the personal id info will most certainly also be used to defame and try to ruin the reputations of people (basically good upstanding citizens -- like me and you) for political gain, religious cleansing, or profit from blackmail or pay-offs. Sorry to take a sinister lapse into the dark side of the net... Hey, it's my real birthday today.

I'm 49 - yep! Uh huh! Like, right. Well...., at least 'sunbuns' thinks he is or at least won't admit to being any older than that - and he usually says he's younger). I remember a comment your once made in another posting -- most of the people on this site (who are interesting in or doing flashing) are in the 40s and 50s. In honor of the fact that I'm chicken to show my face here's another pic -- not only faceless but too headless from one my walking-the-dog hikes into the local cemetery. If I get any more 'invisible' - I might as well be dickless. Sometimes I think it will be good to be reborn as a dickless being (a female?) in my next life. If I am not recognizable, may be my dog will be.
On the public profiles, I was referring to in my post above is located at Dlist -- a gay social networking site (I feel like a 'old' man among the 'twinkish' - hipster GQ types plastered all over the home page. But what the hell -- I like college age dudes - and sometimes they like a guy who's more mature and obviously well-endowed (I don't mean 'big' dicked).

If you visit it, you can see a slide show of guys showing off in public. Which means that
ANYONE can see the photo and the profile - if someone is savvy enough they can probably find out my IP address from the uploaded pics or code. So -- it's not all just conspiracy. Someday I'll be knowledgeable enough to prove my thesis by showing you exactly how it might work.

I collect such pics and thousands of others. I am turned on more by 'real' photos of real guys getting nude and being naked, male and happy about it, than the slick, hard-glossed superstuds and huge meaty cocks of the porno models. I have them in Flickr and a few thousand save in Yahoo Photos - only friends can see them - unlike Dlist and GW - my profiles and pics are password protected. I realize it is not much security (protecting one's identity from theft or blackmailing/blackballing) but usually like-minded people of the same persuasion join a gay or porno site.
[NOTE about these photos of other people: The guy above (with the cut-out face) and below with the big cock are 'flashing' friends. NudeforaThrill was a 'nudebeach' buddy who let me take some photos of him on San Diego's Black's Beach, but recently he's seemed to disappear from 'view', meaning he's not active on certain sites and doesn't seem to want to talk. Matt below is the famous Nitroxflash. ]

That's not the case with these two new entries, GW and Dlist. Even Yahoo 360, MySpace and don't allow just anyone to see a profile (or at least the parts you don't want made public). I am pasting the link the slideshow below and I'll try to embed the player here too (if HTML for the slide show doesn't work into this post, then you can see it at my dlist profile above or at the link below.
The ultimate expert on dickflashing is Matt - better known as Nitroxflash. He seems to be taking a hiatus from his blog on the subject but it has lots of useful past entries: Nitroxflash's blog.
Do white mesh shorts show off better than black? That's what I've heard -- but I don't have any light colored ones to test that out. Of course, it matters how much direct light (sunlight) there is and the width of the mesh opening, how reflective the material is too.

I just posted this video (it's from last year) at, but I think you can view it here:

It was a rare treat -- not only getting buck naked on a public beach -- but improvising a dildo out of a cucumber that I stopped and bought on the way to the beach. Wish you'd been there to view me -- it's a sometimes cruisy area where guys go out to sun themselves nude, but frequently there is sex play (mutual - not just alone like mine) in and among the brush and low dunes. Local fisherman often come up along the beach and stay for a long time. Tourists and people out enjoying the beach could have caught me dickflashing with the anal toy inserted. Keep me hard -- I saved cumming for a little later trip back closer to Waikiki (where more secretive nudity and male-to-male cruising goes on.

Saturday, August 27, 2016

Gay Halloween in Tokyo 2016, Shinjuku Ni-chome, at Aiiro Cafe, Saturday, Oct 29, 2016 9:00pm-2am

In Tokyo, Halloween is starting to become a bigger commercialized American 'festival' - of sorts. I am one of the few people who attempts to get gay-buds to dress up and go out on Halloween weekend. We're rounding up in Tokyo Ni-chome gay district on the Saturday before Halloween.

Check out the Eventbrite link below for maps and to RSVP (not needed) since it's a commercial bar and open to the public, also viewable from the street since it is mainly right on the street. Or you can also read more info about our Oct 29, 2016 Halloween Costume Street Party at the end of this entry.  For now, the party is impromptu, starts after 9:00pm and runs until 2:00pm with an after-party at one of the late-bars (Kinsmen), costumes are not required, but please wear one - the sexier the better!    See the map to Aiiro Cafe below.  You can compare this one with the Google Map above. 

Aiiro Cafe (formerly Advocates Cafe) is just 7 meters from the corner (traffic light) on Nakadori ('center-street') of Ni-chome. (二丁目)  

The bar opens up right onto the sidewalk, so you can't miss the crowd as it starts to gather and spill out into the street. 

The map is a little bit old. Sunkus Convenience Store is now Lawson's (I think).Shinjuku Park has been dismantled - there's nothing left but a small public restroom on the corner. 

Look at the Facebook page  for Aiiro Cafe for a map.

Halloween used to be pretty wild in Tokyo. There used to be a time when hundreds of costumed foreigners would gather at Shinjuku train station for a raucous ride around the green circle train, the Yamanote Line. At a designated time on the Saturday before All Saint's Day or Tous Saints (Nov 1) (or All Hallow's Eve (Oct 31), as many as 500 foreign residents would all board a late evening train headed counter clockwise around the center of Tokyo.   Since Halloween is on a Monday (Oct 31), the gay city event will be held this year on Saturday, October 29, 2016 from 9pm until 2 am (or later).

At each station, approximately 2-4 minutes intervals, the whole gang would jump off the train car (actually more like a subway although mainly above ground) and then dash into another train car in a mad howling mass - before the doors closed. Of course, it causes chaos and a lot of local commuters were also pushed and shoved. So it used to be a kind of revenge act for all those other 51 weeks when we are involuntarily packed like sardines on our way to and from work every day.

People wore all kinds of simple and elaborate costumes, but I love to see the straight men wearing a yukata (summer kimono) with nothing on underneath, so their freeballing ended up becoming a point of departure for an interesting conversation over beers after the 'wild ride.' Invariably, you would meet a new group of mildly acquainted people and stay out in the bars and streets under the sunrise.

Because there was a lot of 'incidental damage' to the trains (broken light fixtures, trash, and people getting hurt - mainly some drunk participants slipping or getting caught in train doors), the police decided to put a complete stop to the shenanigans a few years back. So hundreds of them arrive around the suspected witching with shields and riot batons, ready to stand firm (and maybe 'erect' too) if a crowd of mainly white people in weird clothes shows up. So far no one has seemed to see that simply choosing another station on the circle or working in tandem with cellphones from various small stations would allow the 'Wild Ride' to go on. The problem is that 500 strangers don't usually meet up and then go in cohoots to plan what might be considered a urban terrorist act.

I'll be at the Gay Halloween Costume Street Party that is starting to become a mini tradition  on the street in front of Advocates Cafe (gay bar) in Tokyo's Shinjuku Ni-chome district ( a 10-minute walk from the main Shinjuku Train station). See maps above.

If you are in Tokyo on Sat, Oct 31, then drop by Advocates (in costume or without) or you could try
your luck for another spontaneous Wild Ride at Shinjuku JR Station at about 10pm that night. But beware the police will be out in droves to prevent it. Still....

Back in Shinjuku, I may be dressed as a Greek Senator - in a toga, the one I described from N2N in an earlier blog posting, or in another costume or two that I'll have on hand for the evening.

 Stop by and give me a Trick or Treat, or just say hello.

Kelly sunbuns99 / sunbuns / sunbunz

Monday, August 22, 2016

Farmboy: Equus relived

Farmboy (1-7) by thumbsup25

Fiction, Anal, Erotica, Gay, Romance, Threesome

The next day I was back at school. It was strange being back in that environment with all of my peers, having had so many sexual experiences crammed into such a short amount of time. I felt like a new person and it made it all the better knowing what my Dad had told me about being gay or
straight and everything in between. I’m fairly confident that I still fall on the straight side of it all, but having said that I can tell you I was still pretty worried and excited about showering after gym class.

I went to a fairly big high school so it was kind of unheard of for a sophomore to make a touchdown in a varsity game, or rather almost make a touchdown in a varsity game. This brought on lots of wanted attention from a lot of the girls in the school, some of the guys too. They would sign my cast and say things like “I can’t wait to see your moves next year.” I even got a few kisses on the cheek. Even with all the attention from the fairer sex all I could think about was how my cock was going to react to showering with twenty naked boys most likely staring at me with my new found celebrity.

As I was walking to the locker room before gym class I heard a deep voice yell my name down the hall. “Hey Buckley.”
I knew it was Coach Wolfe before I turned around because he was the only adult that called me by my last name. I stopped and turned around half way expecting to be in trouble for not making the touchdown last Friday. Coach put his hand on my shoulder. “How’s the arm feeling Buckley?” Coach asked. “Surprisingly good,” I said “Sorry coach for not making the touchdown.” Coach smiled and said, “There are no apologies in football Buckley, anyway you put us in the right position for the winning touchdown.” “I still should have seen that guy.” I said. Coach squeezed my shoulder, “No worries. You’ve got two more years to prove yourself. I am kicking you out of gym class until you get healed up though; we’re playing basketball for the next few weeks so you won’t be of much use anyway. Just hit the study hall and catch up on some homework.”
Coach let go of my shoulder and walked down the hall. I was relived and somewhat disappointed at the same time. Coach yelled my name down the hall way again. “Ya, Coach” I yelled back. “I better see you at football practice though.” Coach said. “Sure thing.” I yelled back.

I was essentially demoted to equipment manager for the football team. But I was cool with that, as long as I could be around the team and help out. With all the snow on the ground practice turned into a wet, muddy mess. I realized about half way through practice that I was going to need to take a shower just from running around gophering the equipment. I was almost as wet and muddy as my team mates. I knew everybody would be looking at me in the shower, and I would just be imaging them all sucking each other off like my Dad had said. This is going to be a disaster, popping a big hard one in front of the whole team, Jesus, I’m dead.
Right then Travis Rickle, the one I was most worried about thanks to my dad, came to the side line for a drink of water. “How’s the arm Buckley?” He asked as he took a few gulps of water. “It feels alright. It’s just a pain in the ass not having the use of my right arm.” I said. Travis laughed and said, “I hear that, the summer I turned 14 I broke my right arm and had a hell of a time jerking off.” We both laughed, and my cock started to chub up thinking about him jerking off. “Well necessity is the mother of invention.” I said and we laughed again. Travis took another drink of water and said, “Well if you have any pain or need a hand I can help you out with…” He got cut off by coach yelling, “Rickle get your ass back on the field.” Travis said, “Oh shit.” And ran back out on the field. 

I just stood there kinda stunned. What the hell did he mean by that? Was my dad right about Travis? I guessed I could only hope so. Needless to say I was completely distracted the rest of the practice. I just kept thinking about taking Travis’s cock in my mouth.  Rounding up all the equipment after practice took so long that by the time I got to the locker room all the guys were finishing up their showers. I was met with a parade of teenage cocks as everybody walked to their lockers to dry off and get dressed. I got a little chubby but didn’t go in to full melt down. I thought I might make it through after all and anyway I knew that by the time I got to the showers everybody would be gone. So I felt safe. 

Coach pulled me into his office and gave me a set of keys that went to the trainer’s room that was attached to the locker room, the equipment room and the locker room itself. He said he was heading out and after I locked the equipment up and took a shower to lock all the doors on my way out.

By the time I locked the equipment up everybody was gone, which was fine with me. A long hot shower sounded great. My body was hurting from moving all the equipment around. As I got undressed and wrapped my cast up I noticed the sound of a shower running in the big shower block we had in the locker room, I just figured somebody had left a shower running when they left. 
I checked out my cock in the floor to ceiling mirror next to the entrance to the shower block. I stopped in front of the mirror and pulled my foreskin back to let my cock head breathe a little as I walked into the showers. 

The shower block was all open and there were 8 shower heads on each wall. I turned to look at the running shower and to my horror and lusty delight I saw Travis Rickle’s naked body standing under the hot running water. My mind was screaming as he looked over at me pulling my foreskin back on my chubby cock. Travis smiled and said, “Hey Buckley, looks like your snake is coming out of its skin.” then laughed. I pulled my hand away from my cock and turned red, “Oh hey Rickle, I thought I was the only one here.” I said trying to sound nonchalant.
I took the shower head that was two down from Travis and turned the water on hot. Travis put shampoo in his hair and started rubbing it in. “Naw,” He said, “Coach had me stay after practice a bit to talk to me.” Travis closed his eyes as shampoo suds ran down his face.

For the first time I got a real good chance to check him out, and I realized even though he was a year older than me from the neck down we could have been twins. He had a little more muscle then me and his ass was a lot tighter than mine but his cock was three inches just like mine. They were the same shape and color; he just had a cut version of my cock. Now all I wanted was to see it hard.
I started to chub a little and told myself this cannot happen. I looked away and just concentrated on getting my shower over with. I quickly washed my body as Travis rinsed his hair. I put shampoo in my hair and caught Travis checking me out as I closed my eyes to avoid getting suds in my eyes. I rinsed my hair and opened my eyes to see Travis still looking at me, with his cock looking just as chubby as mine. 

Travis washed his body rubbing suds over his cock and balls. I had to look away. “You know, before coach interrupted me I was gonna say I can help you out if your sore from your broken arm.” Travis said. “What do you mean?” I asked. “Well,” Travis said, “ever since I broke my arm I’ve been fascinated with physical therapy.” I was not expecting him to say that. “I’ve been to a few summer camps that train you how to do massage and be a physical therapist,” Travis said, “It’s what I’m gonna go to college for.” “Oh.” I said. “The only problem is if you’re not 18 it’s illegal to work on people. I just know that when I had my broken arm I had to use my body in a different way and it made me sore a lot of the time.” 
Travis rinsed the soap off his body. I chuckled nervously and said, “Actually moving all that equipment today did do a number on my body.” Travis looked at me and said, “Well if you want I could give you a rub down. It won’t be legal but I would love to have the practice.” “I’m down,” I said trying not to sound too eager to have my naked twin rub me down. He finished his shower and said, “Great, when you finish your shower meet me in the trainer’s room.” “Cool.” I said. 

Travis walked out of the shower block and I about fell on the floor and died. Maybe I was wrong, maybe my dad was wrong. But then again he did seem to be checking me out and getting chubby. The thought of rubbing one out real quick crossed my mind, but I put the thought out of my head and just finished my shower.
I knew the trainer’s room drill well because I’d been to see him a few times earlier in the year, so I went into the room with just a towel around my waist. Travis had prepped the massage table and was standing there in just his tighty whities. He looked at me as I walked in and said, “I hope you don’t mind but I’m always more comfortable in just my jockeys.” “It’s your world Boss.” I said. “Good.” He said, “Just climb up on the table face down.” 

Travis looked through the oils in the cabinet as I got on the table. I made sure lay my cock flat against my stomach as I opened my towel and just draped it over my ass and hips as I laid on the table. I laid my face to the side with my arms up next to my body.

Travis turned around and his bulge in his underwear was level with my face. I could already feel the blood flowing to my cock and he hadn’t even touched me yet. “I’m gonna start on your back,” Travis said, “This oil might be a little cold, but it will warm up as I rub you down.” 

Travis squirted some oil on my back and rubbed it in. My cock got instantly hard when I felt his strong confident hands working the muscles in my back. He worked my shoulders and the top of my right arm. I could feel his bulge rubbing against my cast. I let out a loud sigh. “How’s that feel?” He asked. “Great” I said. He moved around the table to my left side and rubbed down my left shoulder and arm. “A lot of the time when someone breaks their dominate arm the extra burden on the other arm can start causing problems with the extra work it has to do.” He said as he rubbed down my left arm and shoulder.

He leaned over me and moved his hands up to my shoulders and neck. I felt his crotch rub against my left hand. His cock seemed to be getting hard as he rubbed it on my hand. “How’s that feel?” He asked. I wasn’t sure if he was asking about his hands on my neck or his hard cock rubbing against my hand. Either way I said, “It feels wonderful.” He chuckled and moved his hands down to my lower back and before he moved his cock away I moved a finger up the fabric covering his shaft. He let out a soft moan as he repositioned himself and worked on my lower back.

“Are your back and shoulders feeling better?” He asked. “Ya,” I said they feel great.” “Ok,” He said, “I’m gonna move down to your legs.” He rubbed down my calves for a bit and then moved to the backs of my thighs. “Do you mind if I move the towel up so I can get to your thighs better?” He asked. “Sure,” I said, “go for it.” 
He lifted the towel all the way off my ass then laid it back down to where it was only covering the top half of my ass. I could feel the cool air on the bottom part of my butt and my nut sack which was now on full display in between my legs. Just knowing he could see my ass and nut sack made my cock throb.

Travis put more oil on the backs of my thighs and started a deep rub. As he went along he would go farther and farther up my legs getting closer and closer to my ass, then he would move back down my legs again. I didn’t know if he was teasing me or working up the courage to take it farther. A few times his hand would move to my inner thigh and his fingers would brush up against my nut sack. I made sure to sigh out loud every time he did this. 

Then with a nervous crack in his voice he asked, “Hey Buckley, can I ask you a personal question without you thinking I’m a weirdo?” “Sure Rickle,” I said, “ask me whatever you want.” “Um, well, I wasn’t checking you out or anything but I was wondering what it was like to not be circumcised?” I laughed. 
Travis stopped rubbing and said, “Sorry that was a stupid question.” I turned my head towards him and said, “Don’t worry dude, it’s not stupid, keep going.” Travis said, “Ok.” and put his hands back on my naked thighs. “It’s fine,” I said, “I don’t have anything to compare it to so it’s just normal to me. But I’ll tell you one thing, the extra skin is great when you’re jerking off or fucking.” Travis laughed and said “Big pussy getter are you?” “Something like that.” I said. ‘If you count my dad’s ass.’ I thought loudly but did not say out loud.

Travis moved his hands onto the bottom of my ass as his thumbs moved in-between my legs and brushed across my nut sack. “Does the skin still cover your cock head when you’re hard?” Travis asked. I sighed with the feeling on his hands on my ass and said “Well to tell you the truth all you’d have to do is ask me to turn over and you’d get your answer.” We both chuckled then fell silent. 
Travis moved his hands over my lower ass and his thumbs kept teasing my sack, then he moved his fingers up and down my taint. I was overwhelmed with lust and let out a loud moan. He got bolder and moved his hands up under the towel and took my ass cheeks in both hands and gave them a deep rub, I moaned even louder. I felt the towel being moved off my ass and watched it fall to the floor. Travis said, “I hope you don’t mind. It’s easier to do the glutes this way.” “It’s fine.” I said with a crack in my voice. I felt completely exposed and I liked it. 

Travis kneaded my ass cheeks like a pro, while his thumbs were in my ass crack and massaging my hole at the same time. I couldn’t help myself and I moaned loudly. “Does that feel good?” Travis asked. “Oh ya.” I said. “It’s not uncomfortable for you?” He asked. “No.” I said. “Well,” Travis said, “If it gets uncomfortable for you let me know.” I told him I would. 
I guess he took that as a green light because he slowly moved his hands up my ass and his thumbs rubbed around my hole, then deeper and deeper. I started breathing heavy and moaning as one of his thumbs worked its way into my asshole. “Oh fuck Travis,” I sighed, “Please keep doing that.” Travis sighed and moved his thumb faster and faster. He worked his thumb in and out of my ass as I laid on the table moaning.

An orgasm built up quicker than it ever had with my dad and I yelled to Travis that is was going to cum. Travis said, “Not yet, I want to see your hard cock first. Turn over.” He slowly pulled his thumb out of my ass and I said, “Oh fuck what are you doing to me?” He laughed and said, “Don’t worry you’ll get to cum soon enough.”
I turned over and it felt great to have my hard pre-cum-dripping cock in the open air. I threw my legs over the side of the table and sat up facing Travis, He just stood there staring at my hard four and a half inch cock with wide lusty eyes. Then he looked at me and said, “Dude we have the same cock. Only I don’t have a foreskin.” I reached out my and rubbed his hard-on through his underwear and said, “Well let’s see it then.” He pulled down his underwear and out popped a great looking four and a half inch cock. 

We were both right they were identical, save the foreskin. I grabbed his cock as he reached out his hand and softly touched my shaft and pulled my foreskin back. “The foreskin does cover the head when it’s hard.” Travis said. “Ya,” I said, “That’s why is feels so good when you jerk off. The skin just keeps slipping over the head.” 
We just fondled each other mesmerized with the others cock. Then Travis spoke up and said, “They’re so much alike, it’s almost like touching my own cock.” “They could be brothers.” I said and smiled. He looked me in the eyes and said, “We could be brothers.” Then he moved in and kissed me. I was not expecting this but went for it anyway and kissed him back. Our tongues explored each others mouths while our hands explored each others cocks. 

We moaned into each others mouths as we jerked each other off. It was kinda strange and hot at the same time jerking off a cock that was exactly like mine but cut. Travis broke the kiss and moved his mouth down my body. In between bites and sucks he said, “I want you to cum in my mouth Jason.” He worked his way down to my cock and licked the pre-cum off the tip of my cock through my foreskin and looked up at me. “If I’m not very good at this I’m sorry this is my first time.” He said. I bent down and kissed him deeply tasting my own cum on his tongue and said, “Don’t worry about it you’ve got me so hot I’m going to explode in your mouth no matter what.”

Travis smiled at me then looked down at my cock. He moved the foreskin over my cock head a few times just enjoying playing with it. Then he stuck his tongue out and slipped it between my cock head and foreskin like my dad had done the first time he gave me a blowjob. I stayed sitting up and wrapped my left hand around his head. He pulled my foreskin back and took my cock in his mouth. I moaned and pulled his short hair on the back of his head. He went slow feeling out what to do but quickly got into a rhythm moving his warm mouth up and down my shaft. 

I ran my fingers through his hair and moaned “Oh Travis your mouth feels so good on my cock.” Travis moaned on my cock in response. Within minutes of his tongue moving over shaft and cock head I felt the pressure build up in my balls and I pushed his head all the way down my cock as I yelled, “ Oh God here it comes Travis. I’m cumming!” He moaned as I shot what I think was about eight ropes of liquid into his mouth, but counting was beyond me at that point. I felt dizzy and euphoric as I took my hand off the back of his head. He slowly moved his mouth up and down my shaft a few more times. I laid back on the table in bliss as he sucked the last of the cum out of my still hard cock.
He pulled his mouth off my cock and asked, “How did I do?” I laughed and sat up and said, “That couldn’t have been your first time.” Travis smiled and said, “Well last summer at camp one of the counselors did the same thing for me a few times so I know what feels good.” “Indeed.” I said and jumped off the table. I started to bend down and he grabbed my face and brought it to his and kissed me again. 

I broke the kiss and worked my way down his torso. On the way down I said, “I hope I’m better than that counselor.” Travis breathed heavy and moaned “Oh Jason!” as I licked my way down to his throbbing cock and rubbed his balls with my left hand. I took no time taking all of his cock into my mouth; it felt great, almost familiar as if I was sucking my own cock. Needless to say it was hot. 

Travis put both of his hands on the back of my head as he threw his own head back and yelled “Oh Jason, fuck, keep doing that.” There was no slow seduction with what I was doing, I just deep throated him and let him fuck my face. He pulled my hair and I moaned onto his cock. It was so hot it felt like it was on fire. 

He just rammed his cock into my mouth and moaned my name over and over again. I felt his balls tighten as his humping became more and more erratic. Before he even said he was close to cumming I pulled my mouth off of his cock. He was so lost in the feeling it took him a second to realize what I had done and then he looked down at me as I smiled at him. He said, “Oh fuck I was about to cum.” I laughed and said, “I know, pay backs a bitch.” 

I stood up and kissed him then said, “I want you to finish what you started earlier. I grabbed the bottle of oil and handed it to him and then turned around and bent over the table. “If I must.” He said with a grin.

He squirted the oil all over my ass and rubbed it in then traced a finger to my ass hole and slowly pushed it in. He went slowly at first as I got used to the incredible feeling, then I felt another finger join the other one in my ass. I moaned and looked over my shoulder and said, “Oh Fuck Travis, I want you to cum in my ass.” He said, “Are you sure?” I looked him in the eyes and moaned, “Travis, please fuck me.” 
He smiled at me as he lubed up his cock with the oil. He moved up behind me and rubbed the tip of his cock around my asshole. That alone felt great and made me moan. He slowly pushed the head of his cock into my ass. Once it popped in the pain was immediate and intense. I yelled, “Oh Fuck!!” Travis kept his cock where it was and leaned in and kissed me on my neck and said, “I hope I didn’t hurt you this is my first time.” I looked back at him and said, “This is my first time too.” He leaned in and kissed me hard and deep. I moaned into his mouth as he slowly slid the rest of his cock into my ass.

He held his cock there while my ass relaxed. We kept kissing as he moved his hand around to my hard cock and slid my foreskin over my cock head and down my shaft. The pain was slowly replaced with a pleasure like no other. And I moaned again and broke the kiss. Tears of pain and pleasure ran down my face and I moaned for Travis to fuck me. 

He ran a hand down my back and grabbed my hips with both hands. He
started slowly moving his cock in and out of my ass. The feeling was incredible, it hurt a lot, but pain had never felt so great in my life. For some reason the tears kept rolling down my face as I moaned Travis’s name. Travis moaned loudly and said, “Oh fuck Jason, this feels better then a blowjob, oh fuck!” 

Once I got used to the feeling of his cock slowly sliding in and out of my ass I yelled for Travis to fuck me harder. He grunted and wrapped his left arm around my chest and pulled me back against his chest, then he moved his right hand around to my throbbing cock and slid his oily hand up and down my shaft. He bit my neck and moaned in my ear. His pace quickened and he just pounded my ass. I felt his ball sack smacking against my taint and moaned “Oh Travis, fuck me Travis!!”

With his cock working my ass and his hand working my cock it wasn’t long before I had the most intense orgasm of my life. I moaned loudly to Travis that he was making me cum as I shot a huge load all over the floor. With each shot I could feel my asshole tighten around Travis’s cock. “Oh God you’re so tight,” He moaned, “I’m gonna cum in your ass Buckley. Please tell me to cum in your ass!” “Oh ya,” I moaned, “I want you to cum in my ass Rickle, Please cum in my ass!” Then I felt hot liquid fill me up as Travis yelled “Ahhh, fuck I’m cumming Buckley!!” He slowed his pace a little as he shot rope after rope of cum in my ass. Then he just let his cock deflate in my ass and he kissed me on the neck before he slowly pulled it out.

After that we took another shower together and horsed around some laughing like school boys. We didn’t do anything else that night, and kinda left it open as to what would happen after football season was over. 
The next Saturday I told the story to my dad as he sucked my cock in the shower at home. He jerked his thick cock as he took my whole shaft in his mouth. He would moan at the juicier parts of my story imagining Travis fucking me. I came in his mouth with a moan as he shot his load all over my legs and on the shower floor. As I came in my dad’s mouth I thought how crazy it was that all this happened because I broke my arm, it made me think that lately the best that happened to me was not making that touchdown, and if I ever got a chance to meet the guy that tackled me I would have to pay him back properly, Wink,

Posted By hardtwoholed to Passions of the Hentai at 12/19/2015 06:59:00 PM